SEI CÁNDA TUMI JÁHÁREI KHUNJI
EKÁNTE MORE CIDÁKÁSHE
SE ÁDI PURUŚA JÁRE ÁMI PÚJI
PHÚLE PARIMALE NIRYÁSE
EKÁNTE MORE CIDÁKÁSHE
VÁSANÁ KÁMANÁ SAKALAI DIYECHI
TAVA BHÁVANÁY NIJERE BHÚLECHI
RTAMBHARÁ PRAJINÁ BUJHECHI
MANER GAHANE MADHU MÁSE
EKÁNTE MORE CIDÁKÁSHE
TUMI PRABHU NAO KÁLOPAHATA
KLESHE KARME APRABHÁVITA
VIPÁKE ÁSHAYE ASAḾPRIKTA
DESHE DESHÁTIITE BHÁVÁVESHE
EKÁNTE MORE CIDÁKÁSHE
SEI CÁNDA TUMI JÁHÁREI KHUNJI
EKÁNTE MORE CIDÁKÁSHE
O Lord, You are the moon whom I seek during isolation in the firmament of my mind. You are
the Initial Purus’a, whom I worship with flowers and essence of pollens. I am giving off
all my desires and wishes, and in Your ideation I forget myself. I understand the
intuition full of truth in the spring of my mental depth. O Lord, You are not affected by
time, and remain uninfluenced by sorrows and actions. Untouched by the receptacle of
reactions, beyond space and feelings.